Isekai Kaeri no Ossan wa, Fusei Sukiru de Fathercon Musume-tachi o Tororori ni

"What the hell can I do for you? Let me serve Mr. Beppin. Are you here to show off?"

Kwon Fu's office, which was visited again, had been cleared of much of the blood.

Maybe even a treatment team that specializes in that kind of dirt.

I don't want to know, and I don't need to know.

"You don't sound like yesterday, do you? You could have used a salute, you."

Kundo won't answer my question.

I'm just grinning at Niyanya and flirting on the couch.

After that, I was holding Angelica and flying to this office after a cover-up magic.

The two of us go up in line and stand in front of Kwon Fu like this now.

There's no way I can put Angelica in a place like this.

However, it was necessary for Kwon Fu to grasp the appearance of this child.

Besides - if you see me intimidating Kundo, Angelica might hate me.

Disappointed, limited. Turn an interest on a man who's not me.

By completing that far, I can be a good father.

That's why I brought him all the way here in person, not in a photo.

"You're my dog. Remember that? No matter what weapon you arm, you can't beat me."

"... you're weak when they say that. Well, as I was told, I'm running the young guys to the ramen shop in front of the station. I should eat in the store all day and fuck the manager whenever I hear a broken plate. Hey, what's the point of this? Is your mistress working in that shop or something? Shall we punish the manager who Ibi his mistress, or something like that?

"You don't need to know."

Angelica feels the disturbing air, grabbing my sleeve all the time.

He doesn't say anything, he wants you to shut up and see what I do.

Look, despise it, you should be disillusioned.

"Kwon Do, I want an ID for this girl. I'm a smuggler."

"I thought you were a snail. My eyes are killing people."

Kundo says as he strokes his little finger on his left hand. Give me the missing finger until yesterday.

Yesterday, when I applied healing magic to my right arm, other parts of my body were healed.

Kwon Fu looked indescribable the moment his fingers grew that he was supposed to have packed years ago.

"I need you to arrange a passport for a European and American girl with a similar appearance to this one. But don't kill people."

"You're impotent. You mean like that girl, you're a big beauty, huh? You think that's the trouble with the money, selling the whee and the passport? You can sell your body first and make money. That's why I'm not going down to selling my identity. I can't do that. I can't. There are things that Yakuza can't even do."

Can it not be done without a little more compromise?

"Whatever ID you already have for a white girl your age. Do something about it. Worst case scenario, even counterfeiting."

"... Russian kid, there's no such thing as impersonation. That country is still poor in the countryside. Some people sell things they shouldn't. With myself on the paperwork."

"That's fine. Just this kid's face looks slab-like."

"But like a neutral husband. Chi, don't you think a silly bug would be nice? This guy's a real pain in the ass, huh? Besides, you're moving for the other guy who busted us yesterday. It's just a little bit of a job."

Say, Kundo has an awesome grin. It's not the same nature as yesterday's cunning grin.

This would convince me to be the leader of a gang.

"What. What do you want to be divided into?

"Oh, come on. It's dangerous. You're faster than a muscle."

Kundo raises his hands and joyfully distorts his lips.

"How do you do, sir? Are you willing to specialize in rough business at home? You wanted me. This is what I'm asking for."

"Are you gonna scout?"

"With you, our group is invincible, and if we're not the ones who exchanged cups. Ah, I feel comfortable asking for favors. I got a little slam on you, but now I'm gonna hit you with my hands."

Turning from a part-time ramen shop to a Yakuza militant constituent.

Income could go up.

Although.

"I can't do that."

"Oh."

Someone will use my fighting power. Such things went through scattered during the brave years.

It's not a lot. First of all, I'm sorry to be such a colleague with you.

"Shut up and obey. Do it unconditionally. I won't go to your military gates."

"Negotiation breakdown."

Kwon Fu joins hands behind his head, turning against his chest.

"If you want to kill me, kill me, okay? Then I won't get an ID, yes, I will. Short air is a loss, sir."

"Resurrect on the verge of killing, and kill again. Can you stand this repetition?

"I don't know if I should try. Hello?

Now that that nasty hi-hi laugh has disappeared too, Kundo has a strange force.

With this guy right now, he could really stand torture.

"... I can't help it. I didn't want to use these hands alone."

"Oh, come or come. Fine, do whatever you want. Fingerstuffing and back sculptures, I did it without throwing up a single cry. It would be better if you just fucked up enough to work. I hope you don't lick the extremes."

I take my smartphone out of my pocket and I close my eyes.

I'm sorry. I'll be the devil.

I am no longer a brave man at this moment, not even a human being.

For Angelica's sake, I will fall into the path of the livestock.

"Look at this, Kundo."

"Ahem?

"You can watch this for a while."

I started the SNS app and handed my smartphone to Kundo.

"Oh, my God...!

I'm sorry, Rio. I use your favor in the worst possible way.

I'm trying to use the critical self-portrait you've been sending me since this morning for negotiating material...!

"You're kidding me! I thought you were eating Rio! I hid my eyes with my hands and the bra flashed my thighs off, arresting seconds reading. You're just taking a selfie!

"They're sending me from over there. There's nothing more I can do."

"... no matter how much I like high school girls that interfere with my everyday life, I wonder if JK, the brunette straight girl I've been eyeing for a while now, has been shown such an insane imitation by other guys. I can only get the feeling of being bedridden. Like this...... I'm 165cm tall. I'm roaming around the estimated B to C cups. Rio Saito, sixteen, was about a dosquebe image taken in the public toilet because he couldn't contain the feelings his older uncle loved, and you thought the yakuza would work!? Thanks!

"I'll take care of the passport," Kwon Fu nodded forcefully as he returned his smartphone to me.

"I have people's hearts, too. It's not bad to move for a poor illegal immigrant girl. By the way, how old is this outsider?

"Sixteen."

"Isn't that JK? Do you have two JKs? Besides, you've taken a piece of it from a foreign country, don't you think? It's a billed walnut. You."

At that time.

- Please don't say anything bad about your father.

And Angelica shrugged small.

She told me not to talk, but I heard her mouth go out.

He also has a "shitty" face.

"I'm not nostalgic. Does your daughter like her neutral husband?

Kundo said to Angelica in a delightful and irresistible voice.

Angelica looked at my face and said, "Can I reply?," he asks with his eyes.

I'll snort a little. I wouldn't mind this much.

"... I like it"

"Right or right. That's awesome. By the way, what's the lady's husband's thing? Are you a mistress? You work part-time in a ramen shop?

"I am your father's wife."

To Angelica's answer, Kundo makes a rattling noise and slips off the couch.

"I made outsider JK my stepdaughter. I'll give it to you, did you also make it my wife on the inside? I don't believe it. You're the god of sex crimes."

I've always wondered about Kundo, who turns a respectful eye.

"You, you have a different vibe than yesterday. Is that vegan?"

"... do you say that too? Was I that crazy?

You don't remember, and Kundo twists his neck.

"I don't remember the last few days clearly. I wonder what it is. Shit. Did someone serve it to you? I've been resented in a lot of places."

"Rio says, you've changed people along the way. Not until you see ghosts and dogs. Right?

"... are you even asking me that? Well, you fit. I saw White Moya at Rio's house, and then I lost my head. I honestly don't remember it from there. My memories have been flying for almost five days. So, when I found out, you were in this presidential office. That was yesterday."

I'm guessing you remember me attacking you properly, huh? Ask.

"You bet. I still felt half my dreams."

"... well understood. The last one was returning to me."

"I hardly feel it. Is that what this is about? I don't feel like I made out with my husband. I have knowledge. I feel like I've been watching my body rumble from afar. No, it's not far. From the inside. What the hell, a double personality or something? Multiple personality in Yakuza? Don't get involved. How do you set a hot cat for a high school girl?"

Other HR. I got that impression.

Maybe that's why you can talk to me normally this way.

This is not the case if you fought me of your own free will and got slapped down. It would be more hostile.

He's also a victim of evil spirits.

He's an anti-social person, but he's no different than being manipulated.

"One last thing, okay?"

"What, you still got a question for me?"

"If you like high school girls so much, why did you go out with Rio's mother? Can women your age be normal, you know?"

Yeah, well, Kundo says it's like nothing.

"That's to bury the outer moat and then eat Rio. I was going to pacify you after being in the position of a kind and reliable stepfather. Hey, while you're out of your mind, I feel like I'm on the verge of rambling, and you screwed up."

"... it was a mistake to pity you even for a moment"

"Don't worry. I'm not interested in Rio anymore. I've become your woman, haven't I? I'm only interested in virgin high school girls. Let's see if we can find the next one."

This man should be dead.

Me and Angelica left the office in disdain.